Anonymous is Princess Celestia's royal bodyguard, serving to protect her at any and all instances. While always close to the Princess, events may conspire to test his convictions as threats both old and new rise to attempt to swallow Equestria.

-My second AiE fic, put in loving prose for all you FiMfictioners.

Soul Writer moves to a new town with his mom while his dad is still in service in the old town they were in and becomes part of the Canterlot High family. He'll be able to make new friends and have the fondest of memories. But right now he faces his biggest challenge: Does he have a crush on Sunset?
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Yes, yes he does.

Follow Soul and Sunset as they begin to have feelings for one another while they face life together.

Inspired by three wonderful authors and their stories.

The Pie of my Eye by Azure_Shadow

Amor Fati by BRyeMC

And Come Out of Your Shell by CogWing

Their OC characters are part of the story and they respectively belong to their individual creators.

Cover made by kiriche

The year is 2062. 15 years after the fall of C.E.L.L and the defeat of the Ceph. Now 12 years after the events of the first Blacklight outbreak, New Manhattan Zero is a war zone with the infected, CELL remnant, and I.P.L.A attacking from all sides, and with Blackwatch and its allies are stuck in the middle. Now a Death squad consisting of Raptor squad led by lieutenant Lamar Qu Jameson delta force Nano-suit operations, and Reaper squad led by sergeant Mikelson and seconded by grenadier corporeal Cooper Conner Ex US Army Rangers, both squads are caught in an ambush with little hope of survival.
Little do the survivors of Death squad Zulu know that there lives are about to be changed forever. Can these hardened Blackwatch troopers save this new world from the coming storm and finally find peace, or will they be consumed by it?

At the height of war against Atlas Corporation, Gideon and Jack Mitchell are sent with a team of Sentinel operatives on a covert ops; shortly after their R&R.

However, things went sideways, and they were thrust headlong into a peaceful world filled with multicolored talking ponies. In the aftermath of the events, the Sentinels realize that they have no way to return home.

But when a new war threatens their new home and friends, the Sentinels are called forth once again to do what they do best...

A CoD: Advanced Warfare and MLP: FIM crossover.
Call of Duty belongs to Activision and MLP: FIM belongs to Hasbro (or else I'd be bathing in money now). And any videos or pictures belong to their rightful owners or companies or etc.

I own nothing, aside from the story itself.

And comments of why you like or dislike this fict are greatly appreciated.

Enjoy!

Forte is your average run of the mill stallion. He sits at home one night and thinks about how his life has been going so far, but he also thought about her. The one that he loved, the one that he felt he could give his heart to, and the one who ripped it out and tore it to pieces.

A short story based on four Calvin Harris songs.

When the Mane Six find the barely alive body of a strange creature with gold slitted eyes, they must help it not only adapt to life in Eqestria but help it regain its lost memories. For those memories are the only thing that stands between life and death. But are all those memories safe to be remembered?
*Trying a photo cause my friend says i should get one. Let me know how it works I got dozens to use. Thank TwixSchitz from Deviant Arts she is a good artist*

Stop me if you heard this one: I have been sent to Ponyville on a personal quest. Now I'm stuck in a town with a cowgirl with a manly-sounding name, A crazy cat lady with variety, a damsel who wants to make me look fabulous, an egomaniac (who could be gay... it's the hair), and a mare so hyped up I swear she was on something.

No, I'm not Twilight Sparkle, but it is HER friends. I don't have any. That's why I'm stuck here. My name is Woundsalt.

Uber thanks to Carnival for this magnificent creation of a cover.

And do you really need a warning that there are spoilers in the comments? I expected more from you.

FANGROUP!
PATREON!
FEATURED SINCE 30/08/14 AND PRETTY MUCH DOING IT SINCE!

Shattered Skies has lived quite some time. He had done well for himself over the past few thousand years; staying out of the public eye and remaining generally uninvolved from pony society while he tended his forests.

Who wouldn't want that, right?

His job came with excellent security and fringe benefits, but after he was betrayed by a princess he trusted, all he wants to do is to live a normal life even if the world tells him otherwise.

Oc disclaimer: The original characters that appear in the story that are not my own have been obtained from the original owners via written permission.

***UNDER CONSTRUCTION***
STORY IS CURRENTLY BEING REWRITTEN

It was all gone, like a snap of the fingers. I was ripped away from my world, victim of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Thankfully I was saved from the call, as it nearly ended my life, by something completely alien. Ponies, now in their world, it seems I’m doomed to inhabit the new land, while I wait for my chance to leave. With only my belongings, and memories, I am forced to rebuild my shattered old life, into something better, with my new, fuzzy friends. After all, how hard could it be?

Warning: Some scenes are not portrayed as true as they actually are, remember, fiction, so not everything that happens would happen in real life.

I would like to thank Twilight Best Pony for helping me fine tune my story, along with supporting me through the long road that is this pile of words.

Life is pretty unpredictable for me, but that alone is the predictable part of it. Pretty early on, I learned that I should expect the unexpected, and enjoy the brief moments of peace when they were there. Such an outlook helped me early on to keep from going crazy with all of the stuff that's happened to us all.

As the years passed though, I found my own source of peace: my closest friends.

My best friends were always there for me, and I for them. We held each other up when we fell below the surface of the sea of life, and offered friendly smiles and listening ears to each other when we needed it most. Even with all the insanity we weathered over the years, we became closer in spite of it...or, perhaps because of it. In a world of hoarding dragons, I may be the only one that cherished a small group of ponies over gold or jewels.

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Rated T for use of alcohol, language of a sexually suggestive nature, and implied sexual acts.

Cover art provided by Zwagyzonk, used with permission.

Note: Ponies are considered adolescent/mature at a much younger age than humans (six and fourteen, respectively). I've made an oversight on this, and I believe this explanation will fix that. Also, this will be a Spike-harem fic, but as with all my other submissions, there is no clop; just a heads up.

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